Paper Aeroplane

This stone that I have swallowed

Isn't goin down so well

And this road that i have followed

Is leading me to hell

You said it didn't matter

That i think you're a liar

Is this one of your very talents

Stokes the very fire that burns you

Each time you try to live

The world will turn below you

Pressure is building

and something has to give

And when i build you a stable

You say it's incomplete

Cuz you need the whole cathedral

To satisfy your needs

You're like a paper aeroplane

That never seems to land

Flying by through anything

Straight into the hand

That chokes you

Each time you try to live

The earth will turn below you

Pressure is building

and something has to give

Something has to give